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The grandfather clock in the common room droned loudly as the hour became midnight. Hermione woke up, startled by the sound. Looking down at her lip, she noticed that one of the pages of the book she had been using as a pillow was stuck to it.

Oh bloody hell she thought, well, at least Harry and Ron aren't here to make fun of me for looking like a fool. She smiled to herself. Harry and Ron were her best friends. She would do anything for the two, and she knew they reciprocated her feelings. She also knew they would throw it in her face if they had caught sleeping beauty at her finest.

Harry.Just the mere thought of him made her heart skip a beat. She had known him for the past six years, and was just suddenly realizing her feelings for him. I'll tell him some day.just not yet, she thought sighing. And with that last thought, she yawned, closed the book that was in front of her and silently made her way up to the girl's dormitories.

Before making it all the way up the stairs, though, a loud sound caused her to run back down the stairs. What in the bloody hell?? her mind screamed when her eyes saw the reason for the crash.

"Harry?!! What are you doing down here? It's past midnight," she questioned.

Harry looked at her flustered, cheeks flaming red with humiliation. Hermione crossed her arms and gave him a look that could shoot daggers.

He cleared his throat, "erm.well, you see.I mean.its like this.uh."

At that moment Ginny Weasley's head popped up from behind one of the sofas. Hermione gaped at her. Her hair was tousled and she was practically glowing red. To be honest, the horrendous amount of red made Hermione's shock even more visible.

She took a good look at Harry. She began noticing things about him that she hadn't noticed when she had first walked into the room. For one, he had no shoes on. Hermione's face contorted a little as she looked at his feet. Hermione hated bare feet, and Harry's bare feet were practically lethal. Harry noticed her look of disgust and brought his foot closer to her.

"Stop it, Harry, I mean it, I will curse your arse from here to America." Harry laughed slightly.

Ginny decided to speak then, "Umm, hey Mione!"

Hermione's eyes moved from Harry's foot onto Ginny. "Hey, Gin.erm, what were you two doing down here? And how come I didn't notice you when I was down here before?"

Harry scoffed. Hermione turned and looked at him, "and what, may I ask, do you find so tremendously humorous about me that you feel the need to laugh at me?"

Harry broke into giggles. Ginny smiled slightly before answering Hermione. "Well, you were sleeping so.soundly.ahem.and we didn't want to disturb you." she trailed off.

Harry looked at Hermione and managed to suppress his giggles long enough to tell her that she snored louder than Ron, which was pretty loud, mind you. Hermione picked up a balled up piece of parchment on the floor and threw it at him.

He held up his hands in mock defeat. "I surrender," he told her.

"Alright then. Now please explain to me what you two were doing down here while I was sleeping so soundly, as you put it?" Hermione noticed Ginny's face grow red again. Hermione smiled. You always knew when a Weasley was embarrassed, that's for sure.

Harry coughed. "Nothing." he said as innocently as possible.

Hermione crossed her arms and took a good look at the both of them. That's when she noticed something on Ginny she hadn't noticed before. The flesh on Ginny's neck was a deep pink in one area. Hermione raised her hand to her mouth. Ginny, noticing Hermione's staring eyes, reached up and put her hand over the spot.

After awhile, Hermione found her voice, "How long has this been going on?"

Harry stared at the floor and mumbled something. "What are you mumbling, Harry?" Hermione asked him.

He lifted his head up and fixed his gaze on her. "A month," he answered her.

Ginny still stood in the same spot looking a tad uncomfortable. Hermione felt as if her world had come crashing in on her. She stood still, her gaze flickering from Harry to Ginny then back to Harry again. Before she could stop it, a single tear crept down her face.

Harry noticed it. "Hermione? You ok?"

Hermione wiped the tear away. Stupid idiot, she thought to herself, I let him see me cry

Harry made a step towards her, but she put up a hand, "No, Harry, I'm fine, I promise. Its just that.that, well.you two finally got together!" she exclaimed, trying hard to fight back her tears, "I'm so happy for you two," she lied.

She couldn't take it any longer. She had to get out of there. So, pulling the old exaggerated yawn and stretch routine, she told them she was tired and was going to bed, and before they had a chance to say anything, she ran up the stairs and into the sixth year girl's dorm.

She looked around the room. Everyone was asleep. It wouldn't have mattered if they were awake anyway. She wasn't good enough friends with any of them to spill her soul. She sighed and leaned against the door. Everything that had just happened seeped back into her mind.



Harry and Ginny.


The tears finally came. Slowly she slid down to the floor and with her head in her hands, she cried as she hadn't cried in years.


Draco looked at Crabbe and then at Goyle. As he watched them, he wondered how anyone could be so stupid.

Why do I always hang out with those dolts? He asked himself as he watched them comparing muscle sizes. Draco rolled his eyes.

He had grown considerably a few summers before and wasn't the small weakling he used to be. There really wasn't any reason to keep Crabbe and Goyle around anymore. They provided no intellectual stimulation for Draco at all.

Is this all I have to look forward to for the rest of my life? The goons must have noticed the look of disgust on Draco's face because Goyle suddenly began talking to him, "Draco, why do you look like that?"

Draco fought hard to not laugh in his face. "Well, I am bloody handsome, aren't I?"

He asked Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dummer as he ran a hand through his blond hair. Smirking, Draco waited for their response.

Crabbe looked at him confused, "But you're not like that.are you? I mean.you're with Pansy still, right? You don't have a thing for Goyle do you?" he asked, his face serious.

Draco couldn't stand it any longer. He burst out laughing. Bloody hell, they're even stupider than I thought!

They both sat there staring at him with looks of utter confusion plastered on their faces. Draco's laughter ceased as he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up at the owner of the hand and inwardly cringed.

"Hey Pansy," he said through a fake smile.

Pansy looked at him and fluttered her eyelashes, "I could think of a million things that you could be doing right now than sitting here talking to these two," she grinned mischeviously.

Draco couldn't stand Pansy. He only stayed with her because she was a great stress reliever. And he was in need of relieving some stress at that moment. He smirked and took her hand off his shoulder and led her into his dormitory.

After he double checked that no one was in the room but the two of them, he locked the door and added an anti-alohomora charm to it. Pansy giggled seductively as she let her hands roam down to his belt.

Unhooking the clasp, she slowly began to unbutton his pants. Draco couldn't stand it anymore. He bent down and kissed her ravishingly. Steering her over to his bed, he pushed her onto it and layed on top of her.

She grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it over his head. He stood up for a second and pulled off his pants. Pansy grinned appreciatively at what Draco had to offer her. He pulled her up a little and unbuttoned her shirt and stripped it off of her.

In the meantime, she was fumbling with her skirt trying to get it off. He bent down and kissed her with force. He broke his lips away from her own and began leaving a trail of kisses down her neck and chest to her belly button.

Pansy was getting antsy, "Dammit, Draco, come on!" Draco smirked as he did what he was told. He felt the stress begin to leave him. Pansy moaned from underneath him and he put his mouth over hers to shut her up. Too bad she has nothing else to offer, he thought to himself. With that, he shut down his brain and focused only on what he was doing.


Authors Note-yes I know the whole Draco/Pansy thing was a little strong, but its relevant to future chapters, I swear.